Chapter Fifteen - Down the hill
Lucian’s POV**************
"Hop in," I said, patting the seat behind me.
She hesitated, standing there in the afternoon sun with a mug of half-drunk coffee covered with grease and suspicion written all over her face. Her brow arched. “Where are you taking me?”
I smirked. “Do you trust me?”
“No.”
“Good. Hop in anyway.”
With a dramatic sigh and a shake of her head, she set the mug on the porch rail and walked over. Her boots crunched on the gravel, and I felt her weight settle behind me on the bike. If I was in human form, maybe her arms would have looped around my waist, tighter than she meant to, maybe. I didn’t say anything about how I felt knowing she couldn’t do some certain things so it won’t hurt my feelings.
From the corner of my eyes, I notic
